Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 188

Episode 188 Success (2)

The Gayle Mercenaries.

It is the largest mercenary group in the Kingdom of Estyria, and it operates many mercenaries, earning huge profits in various places.

People who don't care about law or ethics as long as they get money.

Because of this disposition, they are often secretly employed by corrupt nobles.

Even though they are directly related to Prince Valgna, the mercenary guild that is supposed to manage the mercenaries is actually keeping an eye on them.

'It definitely was.'

Verden recalled the information about the Gaul Mercenaries.

Meanwhile, Cland tilted his head, smoothing his bowler hat. He turned his gaze to Jarolf, a close aide who was assisting Gaul in the secret social gathering among the armed mercenaries.

“I wonder who it is. It’s Jarolf. It must have been a while since we left the castle of Arienthe. What’s going on here?”

“I have business for you.”

“Well, the Gaeul Mercenaries have business for me. Judging by their expressions, it doesn’t look like it’ll be a very good deal.”

Sling.

Jarolf drew his longsword.

The early evening light reflected off the cool blade.

“I came to keep my creed.”

The Gaelic Mercenaries have one creed.

[A person's value is determined by others.]

The more satisfied the client, the more expensive the mercenary's price becomes.

As success continues to grow, the number of digits assigned to the mercenary changes.

It's a given in the mercenary industry.

The mercenary leader, Gaeul, followed this fact thoroughly and completed any request without regard to the means and methods. As a result, he finally caught the royal family's eye.

As a mere mercenary, not a noble or anything.

The more blood on your hands, the more money in your pockets becomes.

But he made a fool of himself at the secret social gathering.

The youngest mercenary, who was personally introduced by Gaeul, was trampled mercilessly. The first prince who had trusted him and bet money on him became very upset.

It was natural for the credibility of the Gaelic Mercenaries to decline.

So, we need to make up for it.

As always, with blood.

“It’s a new……”

Cland chuckled.

“So you came to take revenge for the humiliation you suffered in front of His Highness the Prince. I knew that there would be retaliation, but I didn’t know that they would act this quickly.”

“If you waste time, it costs money.”

“That’s what Gaeul always says. Well, I understand why you came to see me. But how do you plan on keeping your faith? His Majesty Balugna will never forgive a participant in a secret social gathering killing another participant.”

1. The prince values authority.

He is very satisfied with his subordinates competing to look good to him. However, he does not tolerate them trying to kill each other and weakening his power.

That means it is out of control, and it could easily be interpreted as the incompetence of the first prince.

“Yes, you are right. Unless you are Bintert, killing you would be like eating your own flesh. But the guy next to you is different.”

Jarolf's sword tip was pointed at Verden.

“It is the captain’s order. Hand over that mute, dark merchant.”

You can't kill Cland.

So I'll kill whoever subdues the youngest mercenary.

It was an attempt to restore the tarnished reputation of the mercenary group, even if only a little.

“Haha, it looks like Gaeul is really pissed off. He left in a hurry without even looking back. If I may ask, what are you planning to do if I reject your offer?”

“Nothing changes. You live, the dumb dies.”

Jarolf nodded.

The group of twenty mercenaries behind them drew their weapons and formed a ring around them. It was a rough but systematic movement.

It was difficult to live in the surroundings.

“It’s so brutal. Have you changed your mind and are you thinking of going back to Gaeul?”

“The captain’s orders are absolute.”

“Oh, I see.”

Cland nodded his head to the side, agreeing with the meaning.

“What are you going to do when they say that?”

“If there is an obstacle, just remove it.”

There are no witnesses other than the Gaeul Mercenaries.

And with the battle now certain, Verden no longer played Malted.

Jarolf frowned at the unfamiliar voice.

“You… weren’t you mute?”

“Strictly speaking, that’s true. The Malted you know can’t speak.”

“That means…….”

“That means I’m not Malted.”

Verden took off the Face of Deception.

The face that had been Malted became blurred and the true appearance hidden within it was revealed.

Ashen hair and blue eyes.

Jarolf, who had been staring at him, soon opened his eyes wide.

“Asher……?”

It's clear even if you look at it again.

In the kingdom, the only person with such an extraordinary appearance was the rumored wizard. The mercenaries were in an uproar when they heard his name.

“Wait a minute, Asher, surely that…….”

“Fuck, you’re a wizard who joined hands with Marquis Esperance!”

Lightning Wizard, Kalia, Combination, etc.

Rumors and words related to Verden were on the lips of the mercenaries. The mercenaries could not hide their agitation at the unexpected situation.

Jarolf shouted, his expression distorted.

“Swordsmith! Why are you with the Marquis of Esperance’s henchmen? Explain yourself immediately!”

“Let me correct you. This guy is not a swindler. He’s more of a collaborator. Jarolf, the swindler you’re talking about is me.”

"what……?"

The dark merchant is a member of the Marquis family.

No, that doesn't make sense. They've been operating in the shadows for over a decade, so there's no way anyone would have noticed.

And that too by fooling even Bintert's eyes!

'Since when?'

Jarolf's eyes shook violently.

Cland stroked the burn scar on his chin.

“I originally had no plans to kill you. However, it was your choice not to back down even though I gave you the chance.”

“Dark merchant!”

“Asher, then I ask you to do so.”

Verden nodded.

The magic circuit activated and a blue light bloomed. At the same time, the sun disappeared behind and darkness fell.

An eerie current brushed the backs of the mercenaries' necks.

“Everyone, don’t be agitated!”

Jarolf shouted and led the mercenary band.

“No matter how high the attributes are, there’s only one 4th-tier wizard! Just one!”

In contrast, the number of mercenaries is twenty.

There were wizards, there were warriors, they were all mercenaries who were skilled at killing and knew how to use their numerical superiority.

One wizard or something.

What can I do if you come near me and slash me with your sword after pouring out magic? And don't rumors always get exaggerated?

As such thoughts began to creep into the mercenaries' minds, Jarolf spoke.

“Cut off the wizard’s head and capture the black marketeer! I will award 20 million elk each to the two people who played a decisive role!”

20 million elk!

“Waaaaaaaaaah!”

Motivated mercenaries began to rush in one by one.

Their eyes were filled with murderous intent and base greed.

'Like a moth to a flame.'

Verden on horseback.

He casted a spell with his eyes flashing.

Triple casting.

<Chain Lightning>

And then all hell broke loose.

* * *

Arienthe Castle.

Valgna and Robert faced each other in a luxurious reception room that was completely isolated from the outside world.

After the secret social gathering, the First Prince summoned Robert.

But this time, it was not as a participant in a social gathering, but as the first prince who arranged the meeting with the person in power in Wintert.

There is only one reason.

It was because of the supply of test subjects.

“So. Are you saying we need a special type wizard?”

“Yes, Abamama told me herself.”

widely.

1The prince put down his teacup.

“It looks like the unknown experiment is nearing its end. Abamama looks very happy.”

Experiments with elves and those with unusual traits.

I don't know what the experiment was.

Not Robert, not the First Throne, not even the King of the Dark World. Only the King of Estyria and the Chief Magician of the Court know the inside story.

But I didn't really try to find out.

Just providing the necessary materials would bring enormous benefits and money. That is why Grond, the ruler of Wintert, also assisted without complaint.

Because you can't kill the goose that lays the golden eggs just because you're curious.

“But even if we can get other materials, where can we suddenly get someone with a special trait? We’ve searched the kingdom like crazy for the past few years and only found four. But wouldn’t it be unfilial to refuse Abamama’s request just because of that?”

Not for morality, but for the throne.

Robert answered, swallowing the thought in his mind.

“Actually, we have already found the wizard who is believed to possess a special trait.”

The wizard Asher.

Robert recalled her blue eyes.

1The prince reacted violently.

“What? Is that true?! No, why didn’t you tell me earlier───”

“The price will be high only if demand exceeds supply. For Wintert, for His Majesty the next to ascend to the throne.”

“Expensive… Well, now that I hear it, it makes sense. So is now the time to take action?”

“That would be the case, but unfortunately, it’s impossible to do anything about it right now.”

“Why?”

“The undead situation… is because of the parish.”

Robert cleared his throat with his car and continued.

“The exact cause is unknown, but the parish was destroyed and the bishop was killed due to some kind of attack. And there was an undead situation in the south. Naturally, the Luas Church will dispatch an investigation team.”

“Well… isn’t that obvious?”

“Of course. But given the circumstances, they might send the Archbishop.”

archbishop.

The prince swallowed at those words.

“……Are you talking about the ‘Seven Archbishops’?”

World Religion Luasism.

The Pope and the Saints are at the top, and the seven Archbishops are next in line after the Cardinals. Regardless of their level of power, they are powerful figures who hold immense power as representatives of the Luas Church.

“Well, the damage is significant, but is this something that needs to be brought up to the Archbishop? In my opinion, it seems like all they’ll do is send the Bishop and the Knights Templar.”

“Of course, that is highly likely. However, we need to monitor the situation for the time being. Especially since the Kingdom of Estyria is not on good terms with the Luas Church. There are many things to be caught up in.”

“Ah…… Ah, um, I guess so.”

“So for now, just focus on refining your forces. When the time comes, I’ll contact you from Wintert. If you have nothing more to say, I’ll take my leave now.”

Robert, who had given his homage, left the reception room.

The first prince clicked his tongue as he looked at her back.

“Tsk, that’s a bit presumptuous.”

Suddenly an archbishop.

There is no way that one of only seven beings in the entire continent could come to the kingdom, and dare to give advice in such a tone.

“You are so incredibly cheeky.”

Time passes, but the discomfort does not subside.

Then, the First Prince suddenly remembered a way to cheer him up and called someone. It was one of the transporters transporting the test subjects to Dreyfus.

“I heard that a living elf came this time. I’d like to see it.”

“Hana Dreyfuss said that no one should come because he is conducting an experiment… No, I understand. I will guide you right away.”

1 The carrier bowed his head at the prince's gaze.

That wasn't a look that could be persuaded. He got up immediately and guided the first prince to the secret laboratory.

A dark space located in the center of Ariente Castle.

The first prince, his knight Dronaan, and the carrier entered it. A small shaking occurred as the magic circle was arranged in a specific order.

“I’ve only seen corpses of elves so far, but this is a living elf. I’m quite excited.”

“I’m sure you’ll be satisfied.”

The carrier took the lead, flattering.

That was the moment the door opened.

"……uh?"

The laboratory is on fire.

The heat was so hot it stung their skin. The three of them stood there dumbfounded at the sight that they could not understand.

At that moment, a vibration rang out from inside.

A flame golem appears in Dreyfus' laboratory.

“Why is the golem, which should be in the dungeon, here?!”

Could it be that there was an error in the magic blocking?

No, something that has been well maintained for years can't suddenly break down. Even if nothing happened just a few hours ago.

What happened?

A question came to mind, but it was not the time to be leisurely lost in thought. The three people above were clearly encroaching on the Flame Golem's territory.

“What is this…….”

"majesty!"

Dronan left the place with the first prince.

At the same time, the Flame Golem spewed out a blast of flame. Any carriers hit directly died on the spot.

“A fire golem has invaded the castle! Defeat it immediately!”

Dronan's voice echoed throughout the castle.

The knights who responded gathered together and after a fierce fight, they were finally able to destroy the core after part of the castle collapsed.

But Dreyfus, the experimental data he left behind, and the living elf were all gone. Only ashes remained in the burned-out laboratory.

The matter, which was directly ordered by the King of Estyria, ended in the worst possible outcome.

“……This can’t be happening.”

The first prince collapsed into a vain reality.

* * *

Verden and Gaul Mercenaries.

Magic flashes and screams are heard among them.

It was as sudden and helpless as if I had been bombed. Jarolf laughed in vain among the mercenaries who had already lost their breath.

“This… is so different from what I heard.”

Kwajijijik!

The rake of the earth tore Jarolf into three pieces.

Verden swept away the mercenary group from his horse without taking a single step. Cland swallowed slightly at the sight of his majesty.

'Twenty mercenaries were annihilated before they could even approach.'

Most people couldn't even react to the magic that suddenly came rushing in.

Jarolf, one of Gaul's close associates, put in his best efforts, but was ultimately unable to narrow the gap at all.

The speed of magical calculations is literally like an instant.

The Marquis's magician, Edmon of Backlash, was said to have taken a hit…

'This is seriously no joke.'

It's an unusual strength for someone of his age.

At that moment, Verden took out the Oculus.

“Huh? The battle is over, so why did you suddenly take out the staff?”

“I’m trying to erase my traces.”

Verden placed the tip of the Oculus on the ground.

<Terrain Manipulation>

Several cracks opened up in the ground, and soon they began to writhe and swallow up everything on the ground. The scattered bloodstains, the corpses of the mercenaries, and even the aftereffects of magic.

After a while, only a clean, empty lot remained in sight.

“Let’s go now.”

“You’re really scary.”

“……?”

“No, I’m just talking to myself. Then I’ll ask you to guide me.”

The two men picked up the pace.

Fortunately, obstacles like the Gael mercenary group no longer appeared. Although it was dark, the path to the natural lake was quite peaceful.

They finally reached their destination, having purchased a cart containing several empty oak barrels at a village along the way.

“Here it is.”

Verden dismounted from his horse and released the magic circle.

The hole he had dug was visible. He manipulated the terrain to raise the hollow itself, revealing a blonde elf wrapped in chains of magical power.

“It’s almost sealed.”

“I couldn’t help it because I didn’t know if he would wake up.”

“You did very well. You shouldn’t let your guard down like that, so you don’t get hit in the back of the head. By the way, this is my first time seeing a different race, and just like I heard, you have a beautiful appearance, just like an elf. Your condition doesn’t look very good, so let’s move quickly.”

The elf was placed in an oak barrel by two men.

The scene was extremely gloomy, but fortunately there were no witnesses. Verden and Cland, who had confirmed once again that the cart and horse were firmly connected, rode on.

“Are you going straight to Lines?”

“If everything went according to plan, we would have done so, but there is an elf that stands out, so we will go to the safe house near Lines. We will be safe there without being caught. Until then, I ask you to accompany us.”

"All right."

Obtain all materials related to the experiment.

Securing a living elf who was being used as a test subject. And destroying the secret laboratory hidden in the First Prince's castle and dealing with those involved.

The commission of the Marquis of Esperance carried out by Verden was a complete success.